you bastard spores. stop invading my sinuses and making me sleepy.
quit with the snot.
the itchy eyes.
the sinus headache.
and the yicky mood caused by all three.
stop effing with my mucus membranes and get out of my house, car, environment, life.
go to that bastard ex-boss of mine's house. you know...
the one who still owes me a few grand? yeah, that one...
go there and fuck with him, instead.
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I've never heard mold told off so righteously, so eloquently...
can you actually imagine the fallout if mold licked your taint?
be careful for what you ask...
What would fall out?!? And from which section??
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